Poem To My Man Novels & Stories

Then I covered her and moved closer to her ear. — My love, my life. Are you listening to me. You don't know how happy I am. Baby, I need you to feel something.— I took Manu's hand and placed it on top of her belly. —You're pregnant, love. He's expecting our son. You made me the happiest man in the world. I love you Manu! I love you more than everything. I need you to wake up. Our son needs you to open your eyes and come back to us. I have so much to tell you. I miss you so much, Manu. I miss you so much. My life ended the day you left me. Please come back to me. Come back to me, Manu! I love you! Let's take care of our baby together. I can't do it alone. Need you. Come back to me, darling!

I make sure to listen carefully so as not to hear something similar again, as earlier. "Please forgive me for looking dazed Sir, the pain of losing my mother is still fresh in my mind, and I think it's been playing tricks on me lately. What were you saying to time ?" "Your mind isn't playing tricks on you boy. You heard what I meant. I'm your daddy, you're my son." Aded this man standing in front of me, whom I start to look at strangely. He looks so calm though that I think he might have a mental problem.

Me I am also tattered Shattered Am I No it’s just a bad in dream What I get Is living life Like a different being Dirt makes me look clean Cleaner than many In life’s stream But I will repair self And also mend Parts of my shell Come celebrate this day With me Sounds silly It’s strange life ways We don’t know When we are meant For another weep So smile this day With me I again repeat Come orange mangoes Come bananas kiwi Come let’s eat with me I share food For not in food But in your human life I more believe I have little more money I will give what I hold I am at top today within Just a smile away From destiny Don’t break my day Let me too smile From within My way Enjoy sun rise again What

I lie here awake but I’m not one to pray, everything’s changed but now I’m okay. I’m rattled this time, can someone lift my chin, keep my head above water before I’m too deep in. I’ve never had problems, where do I begin, but it’s not a problem because I’m just being human.’ I had always liked poetry and this particular one actually got to me because I felt I could relate to it in a weird kind of way. “Poetry is light, poetry is love. That’s a poem written by an anonymous poet on i*******m. Pstar7….”

I thought I loved my best friend but it turns out that I have fallen in love with this general who doesn’t even care about me. “Despite everything you have done to me, the way you made a mess of me when you took my virginity..despite all of that, ny heart still chose you” “I am bad for you, Adele” he responds without looking at me, “do not fall in love with me” “It’s not that easy to just turn off” “It is!!” He yells, finally turning to me, “I can’t offer you anything but pain so turn it off.. that damned feeling, turn it off”

The tension between us feels different now. Less anger. More understanding. I step closer. “You can’t control everything,” I tell him softly. “No.” “You can’t build walls high enough to stop every threat.” “No.” “But you’re going to try anyway.” “Yes.” The honesty makes me sigh. Then I place my hand lightly against his chest. His heartbeat is faster than usual. “You don’t have to carry this alone,” I say. Something shifts in his expression again. Not fear this time. Something deeper. More vulnerable.

At the man who forgot me. At the man who still chose me. The night trembled. And I knew— This war had truly begun

I was just following the roses when someone sang Statue by Lil Eddie. When a day is said and done, In the middle of the night, and you're fast asleep, my love. Stay awake looking at your beauty, Telling myself I'm the luckiest man alive. 'Cause so many times I was certain You was gonna walk out of my life, life. Why you take such a hold of me, girl, When I'm still trying to get my act right? What is the reason when you really could've any man you want?

But I was surprised when the spotlight hit me right and the people around and shouted. “This last song is dedicated to the woman I love the most. I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you . . . You are my sun, my moon, and all of the stars. You brighten up my life, sweetheart. And I am the man who can’t be moved because of you . . . “ His lips lifted as he stared at me. My two knees are shaking. Tears already flowing endlessly at both my cheeks. I covered my lips when someone pulled my hand to take me on stage.

She whispered clearly as she frowned. "Ma'am, please help me!" I begged. "Help?" She said and narrowed her eyes, she looks like she was inquisitive about it. "Yes, ma'am." "What help and why me?" She interrogated. "Because you might know about it," I seriously look at her eyes. "Know what?" "Your poem entitled 'I'm sorry,' ma'am. Isn't it's about a man who lived in another world?" I said and I examined her emotion, her eyes widen in horror and chaos.